I awoke again to…
Surfers practicing at dawn, on the linda mar cove today, in the Pacific’s winter way-
breaking the fray with our bodies leaning into sea like glistens. So,
i decided to stay with the gulls and hawks in stillness this hour where they alone
live, and just listen well with them,
to the endless waves turning… until, that is, i could really hear and see
them breaking together in some cacophonous unison unseen. Until i could surf them with my heart in Peace.
Until i could call them my morning dawn devotion, already breaking within.